My days in San Francisco are nearing an end.
I knew fully well that I would return to Los Angeles, the hub where all my work is, but still, every time I leave this town I grow sad that I will have to have my experiences elsewhere. I move back to San Francisco often. I do this all the time.
I suppose I do this because this was the first place I found myself. This was the first place where I unlocked my artist potential and found solid footing as a human in the arts. This was the place that fueled my imagination and sparked my inner creativity.
This was the place that I found myself.